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My big brother is a mafia boss.
I took advantage of his memory loss and lied to him, saying we were lovers.
We did everything, both what we should and shouldn’t have done.
But everyone who dared to deceive him has died.
Now, he’s holding a gun to my head.
01
I didn’t expect Wen Yingjue to regain his memory so quickly.
Honestly, the situation was a bit chaotic.
I was kneeling on his lap, my white shirt half hanging off my arms.
He wasn’t much better off.
His shirt was wide open, and there were deep red marks on his neck.
A moment ago, his eyes were filled with the heat of desire.
The next moment, his gaze at me had turned icy, like he was looking at a dead man.
If it were someone else, they’d probably be trembling with fear by now.
But I’m different—I have an advantage.
I’m not afraid of death.
I kept smiling, slowly raising my hands, then gradually clasping them in front of my forehead.
I grabbed the gun barrel, the cold metal spreading across my palm.
Wen Yingjue didn’t pull the trigger.
So, I got bolder and guided the gun barrel from my forehead down to my left chest.
Wen Yingjue’s gaze followed the barrel as it moved to my chest.
His Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.
“Brother, shooting the head isn’t pretty.
“Hit the heart.
“Let me die in your arms.”
Wen Yingjue didn’t take my suggestion.
Instead, the gun started moving downward.
The cold muzzle slithered down my body like a snake, from top to bottom, then back up again, finally slipping into my mouth.
The barrel clogged my mouth, forcing me to lean back.
His eyes were once again filled with desire.
The low, hoarse voice of the man holding the gun rumbled:
“One shot and dead? Wishful thinking.
“Let me teach you what it means to wish for death over life.”
02
Wen Yingjue is truly a mad dog.
When I woke up from a high fever, three days had already passed.
I sat up in a soft, round bed.
The room was lavishly decorated—this was the master bedroom of Wen Yingjue’s villa.
It seemed he really had regained his memory.
In just three days, he had gone from a remote safe house in the mountains back to his own territory.
I dressed and went downstairs.
The villa was empty except for a maid.
After a few sips of vegetable porridge, I headed out the door.
Apparently, Wen Yingjue had given prior orders, as the men outside didn’t follow me.
Once I was far enough away, I took out my phone.
In the message inbox was a spam ad from an unknown number.
I dialed the number in return.
When the line connected, no one spoke.
I said:
“It’s me.”
After a few seconds of silence, the call ended.
Moments later, a second message from that number arrived on my phone.
【Meet at the usual place now.】
I read it and then deleted it.
Immediately, I set off for the agreed location.
03
“Hey, long time no see, my dearest brother.”
In the dimly lit private room, Wen Ye, the second son of the Wen family, was seated among a group of scantily dressed women.
Seeing me enter, he raised a glass in greeting.
He gestured for the women beside him to make room, then waved me over.
As soon as I sat down, he warmly embraced me, summoning the women to serve me well.
I was instantly swarmed by the enthusiastic women.
My shirt buttons were undone by someone, exposing my chest, still marked with traces.
“Don’t be like this, Second Brother. I’m not here to have fun today.”
I reached out to push them away while pulling my shirt back together.
Wen Ye didn’t say a word, just smiled as he watched the women touch me.
When he had seen enough, he finally spoke:
“Alright, alright, that’s enough. Don’t scare my dear little brother.”
The women pouted, reluctantly leaving the room.
Once it was quiet, he lit a cigarette, blowing smoke into my face.
Watching me button up my shirt, he teasingly said:
“So resistant?
“Been broken in, but can’t even stand being touched by a woman?”
I scooted away, putting some distance between us.
“Let’s skip the jokes, Second Brother. Let’s talk business.”
With a smile on his face, Wen Ye exhaled a cloud of smoke, pausing for a while before saying:
“Alright, fine, let’s talk business.”
04
This time, I sat properly on the sofa to discuss matters with Wen Ye.
But last time, in the same room, I had been kneeling on the floor, face bloodied, while his men held me down as we talked business.
Back then, he had laughed wildly, pouring alcohol over my head before grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him.
“I never would have thought, little brother.
“I thought you were just a loyal dog at big brother’s side.
“But it turns out you’re capable of doing bad things behind his back too.”
He suddenly leaned in close, softly saying:
“Little bad dog, bark for your brother.
“If you make me happy, I might let you go.”
I did respond to him, but what I gave him was a four-word curse.
So afterward, he cursed me back, calling me a dead dog, while grinding my head under his foot.
Everyone in the Wen family knew I was a dog at Wen Yingjue’s side.
But I wasn’t a loyal dog—I had been secretly contacting his rival behind his back.
Unfortunately, I got caught red-handed by Wen Ye.
With evidence in his hands and after a brutal beating, I was forced to accept Wen Ye’s deal.
The Wen family had a shipment arriving by sea, and they needed a contact person.
Wen Yingjue was originally designated as that person.
But Wen Ye wanted to take the goods for himself and become the contact for this route.
Our deal was an assassination plot against Wen Yingjue.
Wen Yingjue escaped but hit his head, losing part of his memory for a short time.
But he’s tough—not only did he survive, but he also took me with him to a safe house.
We stayed there for three months.
Three months was enough for Wen Ye to swallow the shipment and the route.
And it was enough for me to crawl into big brother’s bed.
05
“Cheers, my dear brother. Here’s to another successful collaboration.”
Wen Ye naturally assumed I would continue to cooperate with him.
He raised his glass to me, full of confidence.
But I waved my hand, not even accepting the drink.
“Second Brother, you’ve misunderstood.
“I came here today to clear things up in person.”
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